Heartdriven

53. Fortnight

Sebastian was lying on his couch, reading a book, as Alice walked out to him in a shirt and underwear, making another rare appearance from outside of the bedroom. He sat right up and put the book on the table. She took him by his hand and he followed her to the bedroom.
She put her arms around his neck and kissed him, he eagerly responded and dug his fingers into her back, moving down her body and lifting her up. He walked with her over to the bed and kneeled on it, with her legs around his waist. He gently laid her down on the bed, lying on top of her and moving his hands under her shirt, pulling it up as his tongue moved around her neck.
She quickly let go of him and pulled her shirt back down, before placing her arms around him again. He continued feeling her body in his hands and tasting her in his mouth. He needed her. He had needed her for long. He couldn't wait anymore. He sat up and pulled off his own shirt, moving his hands to hers, to pull it off as well.
She grabbed onto her shirt as well... he thought to help him remove it... but it was to hold it down. He let go of her shirt and sat back, as she pushed him off her and crawled to the top of the bed, crouching and pulling her shirt down over her legs to hide herself. She wrapped herself in her arms and was visibly shaking.
His moments of passion had let his head go and brought hers back. But... he had to do something, he couldn't bear it, seeing her like this.
"Alice... why do you do that... why do you hide from me?", he reached his hand to her but she was holding herself close.
"I see you... I see how you look at me...", her eyes were tearing up, "I don't want you to see what he did to me."
She got off the bed and headed for the bathroom again, but he grabbed onto her before she could. He held onto her and moved her to the mirror, showing her her own face.
"There's nothing left. Look, Alice. I only see you."
He put his hand up under her shirt and slowly pulled it up to wait for her approval or objection to his move, revealing her stomach. She was holding onto his arms and looking at herself in the mirror, her skin pale and no longer bruised.
He turned to her, and held her face in his hands, "I only see you."
She avoided his eyes. "But... I can feel it. I can feel him... Every time you touch me like that, I see his face... I feel his hands."
He let go of her. There was nothing he could do.
She grabbed his bare shoulders and pulled him close to her, holding him tightly, "Sebastian, don't leave me."
He could feel her tears on his chest, and put his arms around her.

They lied together in the bed again, Alice in Sebastian's arms, as he was comforting her. He just wanted to be close to her, anyway she wanted. Anyway she wanted him, he was there for her.
She sat up and he stroked her back, as she turned to him and pulled off his pants, crawling to the foot of the bed. She stood down and pulled off her underwear, as he sat up and pulled off his own. She climbed back on the bed and crawled towards him, sitting herself on his lap. He lied back down and let her take control.
She leaned over him and kissed him. Kissed his lips, his cheek, moving to his neck, while her hands felt around his bare chest. His hands were holding onto her thighs, but he did not move them, he did not want to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. He was at her mercy.
She sat up and looked down on him, before slowly moving her hands to herself and removing her shirt, exposing herself to him. She leaned forward to him... how he wanted to touch her, touch her body, feel her breasts... to just reach up and touch her. But for now, he just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of looking at her.
She sat back and positioned herself with him inside of her, placing her hands on his chest. She sat still on top of him while he was burning inside of her, desperate for her. But he knew she had to take her time, and he let her do anything she needed to. He could stay like this for an eternity.
Her hips moved ever the slightest towards him, and he was already ready to let go. Her movements became more frequent as she started thrusting on top of him, and he constantly had to restrain himself from not taking her on the spot, to give her any pleasure she desired.
He was warm and tense all over, hanging on to the sight of her body moving. He was exhaling to her thrusts, and her enjoyment started tickling his eardrums by her moans spreading throughout the room. She leaned back and put her head to face the ceiling with her eyes closed, and he bit his lip for the final moments, waiting for her at the finish line. She dug her nails into his chest and fell down on him. He put his arms around her back and saw the light with her.

Lying together in the bed again, embracing each other, he was kissing her shoulder and stroking her arm with his thumb. How he had longed for her, and now she was here for a moment. He never wanted to let her go. He never wanted to let her go. He never wanted to let her go.
"Alice... I love you."
She kissed his hand and held it in hers.
"I love you too, Sebastian."
He didn't want to let her go. He wanted to say it, he wanted to ask her. But he couldn't.
Another moment, another time. It would come. They were close. She was his and he was hers, and nothing else mattered but this moment.

THE END OF VOLUME I